It is a small word with huge meaning. By definition, faith means to have complete trust or confidence in someone or something. But it’s hard to understand faith without first understanding trust and confidence.
Trust = a firm belief in the reliability, truth, ability, or strength of someone or something.
Confidence = the feeling or belief that one can rely on someone or something; firm trust.
God is always good. Even in those times when I cannot see or understand. When my heart fails me and my emotions tell me otherwise, I choose to trust and believe in His goodness towards me.
But it is not always easy to have faith for those things which might appear to be impossible.
A broken marriage.
A child with cancer.
The loss of a job.
These are mountains that tower far above what my natural eye can see or what my mind can understand. These are the things that do not make sense. These are the things that cause me to stop and ask, “Why God?”, instead of reaching up to lay hold of the faith for that which is yet to be. Perhaps a disappointment from my past, or an “unanswered prayer”, or so in my mind, is holding me back from grabbing onto the hem of His garment and believing for the impossible.
But God does not require much in the area of faith. As a matter of fact, he requires very little.
“You don’t have enough faith,” Jesus told them. “I tell you the truth, if you had faith even as small as a mustard seed, you could say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it would move. Nothing would be impossible.” (Matthew 17:2o)
Have you ever seen a mustard seed. It is very small. So small that it’s hard to get a hold of. At times when my faith is week, it’s hard to pull on the promises of God. I want to reach out and touch the hem of His garment, crying out “Yes, Lord, I have faith to believe!”. But yet I feel weak and fragile. In those times of desperation, I cry out to God and offer up to Him what little faith I do have.
And God honors that kind of faith.
The faith that says, “I trust You God, to restore my marriage”.
The faith that says, “I believe, Lord, that You can heal my child.”
The faith that says, “I know You have a plan and purpose for my life.”
“Faith is taking the first step even when you don’t see the whole staircase.” -Martin Luther King, Jr.
When my faith is weak, I find hope and strength in the Word of God. And for me, sometimes that first step is praying back to myself the promises laid out to me in the scriptures. There, I anchor myself, allowing the Word of God to nourish my soul. And in this place new hope is birthed.
It is the hope of tomorrow, when today has overwhelmed me.
It is the hope of an open window, when the door standing in front of me is closed.
It is the hope of wisdom, when I lack understanding.
It is the hope of joy, when my heart is full of sadness.
Faith. It is “an unshakable confidence in the character of God whose ways you may not understand at the time.” -Oswald Chambers.
I desire to live a life of faith. I want to be firmly planted, like a tree by streams of living water, whose roots go down deep into the soil of His rich love and mercy. When the wind comes and the waves crash, I will not be moved. God is faithful. He is always good.
How can I not but put my hope and trust in a God who cares for me with that kind of love?
I’m linking up today with the Faith Barista Jam. Won’t you join me?